The current Yingying was like a naked person, standing in front of people in the most embarrassing state.
Liu Sanniang's power was akin to a flame, burning her soul. Yingying seemed to have realized what Liu Sanniang was going to do. She looked terrified and said in despair, "No, no, I won't allow it. That's my child. How can you take her away?"
"She was given to me by god. You can't take her away. Stop it. You're a demon. You're a demon. You'll die a horrible death. I curse you. I curse you to be damned. You'll die a horrible death…"
"Kill her, kill her…"
Yingying screamed. She hoped that the black aura could kill Liu Sanniang. As long as Liu Sanniang was dead, everything would be fine.
Yingying struggled crazily, her head covered in sweat. She seemed to have used all her strength to try to break free from Liu Sanniang's grip, but she still could not move an inch.